The sun is out and construction is going on and I’m sitting here doing the thigs that I usually do, but at least the keyboard feels a little better than usual. Maybe it is due to using a full keyboard rather than a keyboard that does not have all the keys that I use, though I’m not making use of them most of the time anyway so that doesn’t really matter.

I think that I’m thinking about this too much already and I should just try and get on with things. Need to get moving before my hands start feeling like they’re freezing over, but that is a lot of work and I’m lazy so instead of doing anything I think I’ll do nothing.

Maybe I’ll think of some sort of idyllic scenery. Maybe that will get me somewhere and that will get me something in some location of my imagining, but I don’t have high hopes right now as I’m not feeling motivated enough to dream grandiose. Maybe I should try and feel motivated, but that would require effort and effort is something I am too lazy to engage with at this current moment so instead of effort there will be none. There will be none and I will keep on floating by in a lazy manner.

Maybe I can float on by whilst riding a bed made of roses. There probably is some symbolism there but that is not something that I want to entertain right now. This needs to be as devoid of all references to any form or hinting of symbolism as possible and so I will not think of symbolism or what can be read as symbolism as there are other things to worry about and all that other stuff that I like to write.

Maybe in saying that the whole thing is rife with symbolism and refusing to address the symbolism is also symbolic and so all I’m doing is disappearing into a whirlpool of symbolism and the only way out is to address the whole thing as that will mean that I am accepting the symbolism and facing it, therefore allowing myself to grow as a person and move on from whatever tragedy holds me back, which is probably a good thing or something. I think.

Maybe it’s a bad thing but sometimes you just go with the flow and sometimes said flow leads to a whirlpool where you finally have to face up to things that are seen as symbolic and so I need to do that in order to become a better person, but right now I just want to be lazy and not think about things but obligation keeps raining down upon me and so I need to engage with that and that always takes time and now I’m just whinging about something that isn’t even that important in the grand scheme of things, so I guess I’ll just do something and then after doing something I’ll do something else.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:35:99

Just put in the title and realised that that could make for some rather silly fiction so maybe that will be what I next write about. Would probably turn out better than this.

Written at home.